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“What’s so complicated about this family tree?”

Christie frowned as she looked at the documents Chloe had pointed to. The family tree was tangled up and down in a messy manner, giving it the appearance of a net.

“Here’s what you should pay attention to. The children of Aludel Arshul, the cousin of the current King Arshul.”

Christie turned her gaze to where Chloe’s finger was pointing.

“Cousin…? She’s my grandfather’s daughter.”

Christie looked at the diagonal lines drawn across her family tree with a dubious expression.

“She’s my cousin because she was born to my mother’s older sister.”

Christie is not convinced even by Chloe’s explanation.

“Then, did that woman named “Other Sister” sleep with your father…?”

“He’s not my biological father, so… This kind of thing happens a lot in the royal family.”

Chloe said with a shrug.

“To preserve the noble royal bloodline. My mother and father are siblings!”

The prince spoke with a smug look on his face, as if he were bragging. Christie had a reasonable suspicion that his strange behavior might have been caused by a genetic disorder, but she did not dare say it out loud.

“Oh, I said something rude without thinking! Don’t misunderstand, Juaron. I think you should be able to continue my bloodline.”

“Coolook, woof woof… .”

“Wow, Prince! Please speak!”

As the prince shyly finished speaking, Chloe coughed repeatedly as if she had heard something and looked at the prince with wide eyes. Owen’s face turned pale and he jumped up from his seat and shouted.

“… … … No. I dare not think that someone like me is fit to bear the seed of royalty.”

As expected, incest marriages are problematic in many ways. Christie, who had come to that conclusion, smiled faintly and nodded her head a few times as she answered.

“Just in case, please do not misunderstand! If you have a harsh mind, our kingdom will punish you directly!”

Owen spits at Christie and gives her some advice. Christie tries to wipe the spit off her cheek with her white-gloved hand, then takes out a handkerchief from her uniform pocket and pats her face dry.

“Owen! I told you not to meddle!”

“This is a matter of decency, Prince! A respectable man does not utter such words so carelessly!”

Christie’s head began to pound. It seemed as if the migraines that would plague her throughout her life had begun at this point.

“So, why is it important that the woman who slept with your father is important? I wish you would finish the story.”

Christie asked Chloe, rubbing her temples with her fingers.

“What’s important is not Aludel Arsul, but the children she had. She had five sisters.”

Chloe said, holding up five fingers.

“Did you have any ambitions for the throne?”

Christie asked, putting the handkerchief back into her uniform pocket.

“No, it was the opposite. Aludel preferred science and mathematics. But she kept having children because she wanted a son. She seems to have given up after having her fifth daughter. But the current King Arsul struggled to have a successor for a long time, and when he finally had a daughter at a late age, things got strange.”

“If you’re talking about a daughter you saw at a late age, are you talking about the missing Crown Prince Amel? Could it be that the woman named Marianne is Aludel’s daughter?”

“That’s right. It says she’s the third of five sisters.”

Christie tilts her head at Chloe’s words.

“But Marian introduced herself as Marian Duzan.”

“Can you tell me what kind of impression that woman named Marian had?”

Owen, who had been silently listening to their conversation, asked.

“She had brown hair mixed with blonde, braided into several strands and tied up on top.… … She had a really unpleasant face. She looked a bit sinister somehow.”

Chloe and Owen, without a word, heard her answer and immediately pictured Christie with her hair in braids. In fact, Marian and Christie didn’t really look that similar.

“Hmm, hmm. That person is definitely Marian Arsul, the third daughter of Aludel. I don’t know how she changed her last name, though.”

Owen said, clearing his throat.

“But by the way, wasn’t the Arsul family’s characteristic red hair?”

Christie asked, playing with her black hair.

“Not all Arshuls have red hair. The five sisters all have different fathers… … .”

“Oh.”

Christie inserts a small exclamation while Chloe continues speaking.

“Yeah, it’s messy. I know.”

Chloe said, waving her hands.

“I’m jealous.”

Christie added another word. She felt Owen’s stinging gaze, but decided to ignore it.

“Anyway! I heard that the five sisters all have different fathers, so their appearances are quite different.”

Christie looked over the family tree again. For a moment, she stared silently at the section where the names of the five sisters of Aludel were written.

“… … I’m starting to get a sense of how things are going.”

Everyone in the office was focused on Christie’s words. Christie leaned back comfortably against the backrest and calmly crossed her legs.

“First of all, out of those five sisters, two are confirmed dead. On the day that Uriel mobilized his troops and entered Fraua, the second and fourth sisters died. I knew them when I saw their names. The rest are the eldest, Jeanne, the third, Marian, and the youngest… The youngest has only one letter written in the name box, so it’s not clear who they are or if they’re alive.”

She said so, holding up her open palm and folding three fingers.

“Is that true? Are you sure?”

Chloe asks again. Christie glances at the prince and Owen.

“… … I saw the list. At the time, I thought it was just one of the royal family. All the officials and soldiers under them were killed. It might be more accurate to say they were executed. ”

And he answered.

“After the sisters died in the war, Marian Arsul showed up under the name of Dujan. What do you think he called me to do?”

As Christie finishes her question and falls silent for a moment, silence falls over the office.

“He said to get rid of Jeanne Arsule. That is, his eldest sister.”

When Christie finished speaking, all three of them looked quite surprised.

“That’s horrible!”

“Tsk tsk… … … .”

“So, are you saying that all of this was planned by someone named Marian?”

“That’s the most likely case for now, since the King has lost his decision-making authority, the Crown Prince has disappeared, and other contenders for the throne are disappearing one by one.”

Christie said, folding the remaining fingers and showing only her index finger.

“So women! What do you mean, just because of that crown, they kill their entire families?”

The prince shouted.

“In the end, what matters is what we do from now on.”

***

“Pull! Pull harder! With all your might!”

“Eugugugugugug!”

Somewhere in Mybaon, a group of special forces are busy training to use catapults.

“Heh, heh… … . I’m dying… .”

“You’re in the last row! Hey! Why are you sitting there like that? ”

A veteran of the special forces with a sharp face shouted at the rookie who had collapsed from exhaustion.

“Um, I pulled the rope hard so my hand got scratched… … .”

She sat down and showed her red, bruised palms.

“Who isn’t here right now! Why don’t you wake up? You have to shoot two more times!”

“Yes… Yes! I’ll get up! Ahh… … .”

Startled by the sudden shout that made her come to her senses, she put her wounded palm on the dirt floor and groaned in sharp pain.

“Mom, you look tired… .”

“I’m sweating. It’s winter… It’s weird.”

From a distance, the twins of the Songrad family watch Teria and whisper.

“Hey, Oppa. Why can’t Mom sleep with us when she’s free?”

The child with her hair braided to the right looked up at Ray and asked.

“Ugh… … . That’s because mom has work to do. She has to sleep and eat with the other sisters.”

Ray said, patting the little girl’s head. She had been left in the care of Remili, who opposed the execution, and instead of being released, Teria had been assigned to the special forces and worked because she was knowledgeable about the structure of the Songrad Castle.

“Does it have to be like this from now on?”

“When can we meet?”

The twin sisters ask with worried eyes.

“Well, he’ll be back soon. Until then, just listen to me, oppa. Can you do it?”

The sisters nodded reluctantly. Teria, who was blankly staring at the backs of her daughters and Ray walking away, was startled when someone grabbed her buttocks from behind and she almost jumped up.

“Huiiik… … ?”

“Look at that scream like a servant girl, are you a special agent? Rookie, why were you just sitting there blankly this time?”

Even in the middle of winter, the special agent with both arms exposed whispered directly into Teria’s ear while being so close to her that it was burdensome.

“Sorry!”

“Hey, be quiet… Can you speak more gently? Okay?”

He said she was like a servant girl, and then told her to speak softly, but Teria had a bewildered look on his face, unable to understand.

“Your skin is so soft.”

“… … … !”

Her fingers slide down Terry’s buttocks.

“Uh, uh… … What the heck is this… .”

Teria’s body trembled. The hand that had been groping her slowly moved away.

*licking*

“… Ugh!”

A long tongue licked Terry’s cheek.

“Let’s go back to the barracks and take our time with the rest…. The cutie came in.”

The agent said that with a big smile showing his teeth and turned around to go back to his seat. While Teria was trying to understand the situation while holding her heart that felt like it was going to burst, she felt like she could hear the other agents around her licking their lips.